Chapter 46 Scoring twice
The young man was frightened by his terrifying posture and shrank his neck. He instinctively wanted to back off, but then he changed his mind.
You can lose the battle but not the battle!
He mustered up his courage, puffed out his nonexistent chest, and said stubbornly:
"Isn't that right! Did you just kick me? Did you just throw me out? Isn't that called abandonment? You're just ignoring me after lifting my skirt!"
The more he spoke, the more he felt he was right: "Your character is extremely poor! Bad review! I'm going to complain to the King of Hell!"
Ji Yunzhou listened to his confusing talk, and the veins on his forehead twitched uncontrollably.
He took a deep breath, trying to maintain the demeanor of a ghost king, but the anger in his voice could not be hidden, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:
"I'm not good to you? Tell me honestly, if ghosts still have that thing!"
He raised his hand and pointed at the maid outfit on his body, which was a symbol of shame.
The fluffy skirt, exaggerated lace neckline and crooked bow are obviously the work of the boy who is clumsy in tying it.
"You suddenly said you wanted to see me in women's clothes. Fine, I'll wear them."
Then he pointed to the pile of strange-looking objects gleaming with dim light in the corner of the hall:
"You said you wanted a game console made of Netherworld Cold Iron, so I immediately had my subordinate, Craftsman Soul, work overnight to make it for you."
"You said you were bored and insisted on going fishing in the blood pond. I let you go, but you almost caught the vengeful fish king that I had raised in the blood pond for a thousand years and cooked it in a hot pot!"
"You said it was cold when you slept, I..."
Ji Yunzhou paused for a moment and said, "I! The thousand-year-old Ghost King! I've been your bed-warming pillow all night long!"
The more he spoke, the more aggrieved he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more upset he felt.
Ji Yunzhou has been roaming the Yin and Yang world for thousands of years. When has he ever served someone like this?
Or a ghost?
She was so afraid of dropping him when she held him in her hands, and so afraid of melting him when she held him in her mouth that she wished she could use all the little tenderness she had accumulated over thousands of years on this little bastard.
What's the result?
Ji Yunzhou approached the young man fiercely, his eyes filled with disbelief and questioning:
"I let you do whatever you want and satisfy all your messed up quirks! What do you really think it's because of?"
He originally thought...
He thought that this was the first chance for his thousand-year-old iron tree to bloom, and it was his lucky chance to pick up the first spring!
But what is the reality?
Ji Yunzhou's voice suddenly rose, filled with absurdity and anger:
"After all this time! You idiot with a missing brain!! You actually thought I was a gigolo? The kind of gigolo you can complain to after having sex?"
"You must explain to me today what you really think. How did I cause you to misunderstand me?"
boom--!
The Ghost King's roar echoed throughout the empty hall, and the ghostly fires floating in the distance trembled in fear.
The young man was stunned by this sudden attack.
Especially the last word "duck", which made his originally arrogant attitude suddenly diminish by half.
His eyes began to wander wildly, and he unconsciously took a small step back.
"I...I..."
He opened his mouth, his tongue was tied, and for a moment he couldn't find a word to say in response.
Ji Yunzhou was even more furious when he saw him trying to pretend to be guilty.
He stepped forward, wearing the skirt that was extremely ill-fitting:
"Speak!"
Ji Yunzhou lowered his voice dangerously, his eyes dark:
"Weren't you quite talkative outside the door just now? Weren't you crying miserably? Huh?"
He approached again, almost enveloping the boy in his arms:
"Do you need me to discuss with you in detail the meaning of the words 'incestuous and then abandoning' and 'ruthless'? So that you can understand what it means to truly 'incestuous' and what it means to truly 'abandon'?"
The boy was forced to retreat again and again, and his heel accidentally hit the cold and hard wall, leaving him with nowhere to retreat.
He looked up at Ji Yunzhou's eyes, which were almost spitting fire, and then realized...
Finally felt a little scared.
It's all over.
It seems like...something went wrong?
His mind raced, and he glanced around to figure out a way to escape.
Ji Yunzhou looked at the face in front of him that was full of "I know I was wrong but I will dare to do it again next time", and he felt that the thousand-year-old dead silence in his heart was completely turned upside down.
How can this be called the sweet first spring?
It's clearly an enemy who came to collect debts!
Or the kind with a not very bright brain!
The Ghost King, wearing a funny maid outfit, began to think seriously about a very serious question:
Is it too late to throw this little bastard into the Forgetful River to cleanse his brain?
Or...
This idiot's brain was not brought here at all, and it is still left in that body?
Ji Yunzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, examining the young man's expression, which was obviously as if he was daydreaming and thinking about how to escape.
Could it be...
I was too harsh in the past and always complained about his clumsiness.
Made him feel resistant?
Thinking of this, the anger in Ji Yunzhou's heart softened inexplicably as if a bucket of cold water was poured on it.
After a while, he sighed softly, reached out his hand, grabbed the boy who was still trying to measure the thickness of the wall with the corner of his eyes, and held him tightly in his arms.
With a bit of clumsy tenderness.
"never mind."
He whispered, the anger in his voice faded, leaving only helplessness: "Be good, I won't be mean to you."
The boy's body stiffened for a moment. He didn't expect this to happen.
Those big eyes blinked a few times, a cunning look flashed in them, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
Have you let your guard down against him?
Good opportunity!
However, just as the thought of "what to do next time" came to his mind.
Ji Yunzhou raised his foot without hesitation, his movements smooth and he turned his face away from the person.
"Go!"
Bang!
Same position, same posture, same strength!
Scored twice!
“What the hell—?”
The young man only had time to let out a short cry of surprise, his vision spinning around, and finally he fell with incredible precision into a body placed on a white jade platform not far away, with a talisman stuck between its eyebrows.
Before he lost consciousness, his final words still echoed in the depths of his soul, filled with grief and indignation:
Ji Yunzhou! You moody old bastard, you change your mind faster than the pages of a book! You perverted ghost king in a maid outfit!
Sooner or later one day!
Sooner or later, I will avenge those two kicks!
Catch your precious fish king and stew it with pickled fish!
…
Silence finally returned to the hall.
Ji Yunzhou stood where he was, straightening his maid outfit which had become even more messy due to being rubbed.
He looked expressionlessly at the body on the white jade platform that had resumed breathing and fallen into a deep sleep, and snorted coldly.
"You little heartless one."
He cursed under his breath, his mouth still curled up.
Then he walked over, picked up the person, and disappeared into the underworld.
In a blink of an eye, we arrived at a high-end apartment.
At this time, he had changed back into normal clothes and gently placed the person in his arms on the bed.
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